Chapter 237: A new servant (1/2)

Despite his advanced years, his lifetime gained knowledge… The old shaman was trembling as he looked at the terrifying entity that was sitting just next to him.

He felt an invisible energy pulsating, radiating out of the small goblin, hitting his aged, wrinkled body with massive power. He really had to concentrate to be able to withstand the sheer pressure emanating from this seemingly harmless boy.

Then, those eerie, but at the same time incredibly majestic looking, glowing, golden eyes! That was not something he had ever seen in his long years of life! This was a unique, new experience, a new sensation for the old man. He felt his knees tremble, ready to give up, and hit the floor. He felt his whole body being pulled closer to the ground, ready to prostrate in servitude. If he wouldn't be this strong-willed, the old man was sure he would already be subservient to whatever this goblin-skinned ancient entity was.

”[Orc] J-just w-w-what are you?!” He asked after a while with great difficulty, no longer sure how to look or address the being next to him.

”[Orc] You can just call me Aiden. As for what I am… Do you believe me now? Do you still believe I would be unable to stand up against the tides of darkness?” Aiden asked, his voice turning much lower, adding that additional layer of draconic feature, giving his speech much more kick to it.

His changed, transformed voice did achieve the hoped result, the old man was flabbergasted by all the changes that he so far witnessed and heard. For several seconds he just kept staring at the long, black-haired figure absentmindedly.

Eventually, as his mind processed the question, the old man nodded, however.

”[Orc] Y-yes, I do believe you… Aiden sir!”

”Hmmm.” Nodding, Aiden accepted the old man's words. Then, in the next seconds, he pulled back his encroaching aura and deactivated all the draconic features he presented to the old man. The glow in his eyes slowly faded, his voice returned to its goblinesque, slightly higher-pitched state.

”[Orc] In that case, I have a task for you. In the end, I promise you will see something extraordinary. If you are willing the work with me, together, we will put an end to those otherworldly beings lording. You will get your revenge! What do you say?”

It didn't take even a second for the old man, to fervently begin nodding at the young goblin. Long letting go of his pride as an orc, he went on his knees and began to prostrate towards Aiden. Happy tears could be seen escaping through his dark grey wrinkled face as he exclaimed.

”[Orc] I swear, I swear on my worthless life that I will work with you, no. Serve you for the rest of my life! If you tell me to look right, I will never dare to turn to the left!” He was loudly banging on his chest as he was speaking, exclaiming his newfound zeal.

The sudden exclamation, the orc's newly made vow caught Aiden by surprise, although he was hoping for his cooperation, he wasn't expecting such fervent reaction at all.

However, there was no time to second-guess and doubting himself at the current situation, no matter how weird he felt on the inside, he maintained a friendly, calm attitude on the outside.

Nodding at the old man's words, Aiden got up from his seat, and gently placed his hand on top of the still prostrating old man's head.

”[Orc] What is your name, friend?” He asked in a calm, friendly manner.

”[Orc] This one has lost his name when he was exiled, my lord. I was only known as the old man by the rest of the tribe for several years now.” The old shaman respectfully replied, not daring to look up.

”[Orc] That's not good, I need a name to refer to you by. Hmm…” Hearing the response was another headache incoming for Aiden. He hit so many walls, troubles so far, and he hasn't even got inside the tribe yet! Thinking for a while, he rephrased his previous question. ”[Orc] In that case, what WAS your name before being exiled? Or if that's not possible anymore, what name would you like to wear? What would you like me to call you?”

”[Orc] My old name is not something I wish to be remembered anymore. That is cursed, and it belongs to someone who did many cruel deeds in his life just to satiate his youthful greed. If the lord would provide me with a new name, I would wear it with pride.” The old man answered, his tone was reverent and respectful all the way.

Hearing the old orc's words, Aiden knew that this conversation will just go in circles unless he himself provides a name. Thinking only for a bit, he smiled and spoke.

”[Orc] In that case, from this moment onward, you will be known as Roas, the New Dawn. Let this moment be the new dawn, the next hopefully much brighter chapter in your life.”